Saying Goodbye

The title probably would lead one to think I was taking about a living person, I'm not.

As a sensitive it is extremely hard to say goodbye to those living souls we now and love. It is also difficult to say goodbye to the spirits who ask for help.

Later in life I remembered that solider in the Philippines, he asked to go home.  At four I didn't understand and I had no clue how to send him "home".  Was he talking about heaven or was he talking about his earth home?

I never knew but some years later I saw him again, in a meditation. It was kind of scary because I felt it was an omen of bad things to come or something.  In the same green uniform he appeared, smiled and mouthed the words, Thank You.

To this day I have NO idea what I did or how I did it.  I've been told it was done through the deep meditation I was in with the help of a Native American Shaman(and boy those can get deep).

Do I still meditate, you bet, everyday. Five minutes in the morning while still laying in bed and ten to thirty minutes every night before going to sleep, it help shut off my mind because you see as a sensitive there is nothing but constant static.  Like someone tuning a portable radio in your head and every once in awhile you'll hear either a tiny voice or if you're lucky you'll hear a booming voice.

Can I have conversations?  I have yes, no one else can hear the conversation and I'm sure anyone sitting in the other room would pronounce me crazy. But I have and do talk to them.  There are those who want to go home, who want to leave, want answers, ask you questions.  It's a weird thing to see and it does look crazy, I've had myself tested.

For a couple of years I was able to turn it off or more so tune it out and I do at various times tune them out. It makes some very angry and I've used that in investigations to elicit a response. Because if they know I can hear/talk to them and I ignore them watch them get mad.  I've been brusied on my legs, arms and back from spirits who get pissed off because they want something and I refuse. I've been scratched and have scars.  I don't recommend ignoring spirits if they want to talk but sometimes they like to play games so....

Saying goodbye to the spirits is hard but in the end would you want to be trapped somewhere.  But I think a question is, when releasing a spirit we have to wonder where are they going.  Like that movie Flatliners (that was one fu*ked up movie).  What happens when you die and that is what all paranormal investigators want to know.  Is there a heaven and a hell?